-= that's not skankin' =-

4th. We beat Tealfault and Dathamonga. Scarlet Sally Smiles deserved better I think. The top 3 bands deserved it. I'm just glad we didn't come in last.

Due to some altitudinal problems, I don't have pics. Grrr... =)

Yet now I don't know what's next for me.

Friggin tagboard is giving problems again. Argh! Why must it always happen to me? Why???

And my knees are sore. I need sleep I think. Goodnight.

This was written at 11:28 pm on Sunday, July 31

-= head bangin' fun =-

Got Rapture's Silent Stage and Orphaned Land's Mabool. Both of them are good I must say. Especially Rapture.

I'm going crazy over the finals. Danial hasn't perfected his part. Khalis can't figure out his right hand. And I don't know how to end the song. Ahblergher.

Scotch tape is fun. For riping off other people's leg hair.

Dirt : All the members, save for Naqib, secretly enjoy techno music.

Wooo!

This was written at 12:49 pm on Friday, July 29

-= live long and don't have children =-

It is proven that the age that a person lives up to is due to natural selection. Basically it's just that the earlier you have children, the quicker you die. Test on fruitflies show that those who mate later can liveup to twice the age of a normal fly. The other thing is that, the offspring will also have about the same lifespan.

Who would want to live that long anyway?

Let's just say I don't wanna look like a nerd again. But it's fun though. Heh.

Okay. Time for nip/tuck.

This was written at 11:16 pm on Wednesday, July 27

-= e is for pants =-

I need to look like a nerd tomorrow. Any ideas?

I'm back in the USSR. You don't know how lucky you are.

Chinchaopengpongpingpungpling!

This was written at 11:03 pm on Tuesday, July 26

-= twist =-

I'm stuck on The Beatles. ~_^

Bah. Got an sms from someone yesterday after the show. It really got me wondering. There are really these kinda people in the world eh? Oh what the heck. I worry too much.

8kg. Now to return it. Hai... I want it. Blergh...

Okay. Cheerio.

This was written at 5:20 pm on Monday, July 25

-= little angel =-

Little angel,
Your world can be so cruel.
I set your wings on fire every night
I see you cry.

Pain,
I take it all and have some more tonight.
Fire,
It licks your skin but your heart is cold.

A hear that never beats just for herself.

Little angel,
Your world can be so cruel.
I set your wings on fire every night
I die for you every night
I see you cry.

Rain,
I shower in her drop of tears tonight.
Oh for our hate,
She craved no more but to have it all.
She took some pain and started again.
Started to lose her life before my eyes.

The heart that never beats for no one else.

This was written at 11:16 pm on Thursday, July 21

-= and the water spins in circles twice =-

I am very tired. I don't know why. Why am I very tired? Why? What's the reason?

I don't know what else to type.

Goodnight.

This was written at 11:06 pm on Tuesday, July 19

-= lifting shadows off a dream =-

Got rid of lots of stuff in my room. The under of my bed never looked so welcoming before. The LD and CD player gone. Worn out bass hardcase gone. My dad's old hubcaps gone. Printer and scanner gone as well. Vacuumed the whole room as well.

Sure was a torrid downpour just now.

Gah.. Busy day tomorrow. Keyboard class at night as well. Speaking of which. I can't find my keyboard adapter. Gah.

I'm in dire need of a guitar stand. One which can hold 3 guitars. I also want to give my room a face lift. Been watching lots of Debbie Travis' Facelift. That's one cool woman for you. Hahah.

Now back to arranging more stuff.

This was written at 5:19 pm on Monday, July 18

-= the long road =-

The road to East Coast sure was a long one. 2 hours long to be exact. Had to carry that 8kg keyboard for a bout a kilometre or two just to get there. Though performing in front of people who I know and don't is kinda nice. Heh. Thanks to those who came. Especially Fizo and his schoolmates who came just after the last band ended. Baik ar beb.

The road to The Esplanade was another long one. I think Baybeats wasn't that much fun without being able to hang out with Fizo's schoolmates and the rest of the people. The evening wasn't too good due to the rain. The air show and the gun salute provided some entertainment especially to Fiz and Fadhli. Hahah. Then there's that survey. Nyahah.

It got better towards the night though. The bands got better. Brandston played a freaking cover of Justin Timberlake's Cry Me A River. What's worse, it was good. Hahah.

Guess that's about it then. I have strain marks on my shoulders. Gah. I need to lie down more. Have a nice day.

This was written at 1:46 pm on Sunday, July 17

-= take me down =-

Take me down
To the ground
Just let me feel it
If I let someone down
Please welcome
Him on the losing side
I shake you off
And make my choice
Don't wanna hear you
Your slimy voice
Please go down, please
I don't wanna feel you around me

Take me down to a higher ground
To survive your mindless sound
If you know all the people
Why are you alone?
If you know all the people
You'll be goin' down

I feel that man
On my back
Don't promise any crap
Someone will break your neck
You don't know how
To soak my soul
Let me out
Let me go
Open your eyes
You told nothing but lies
Please go down, please
C'mon, go down with your ego

Take me down to a higher ground
To survive your mindless sound
If you know all the people
Why are you alone?
If you know all the people
You'll be goin' down
Let me go ahead, let me go
I will find an explanation
Where's my only destination

Separated ways now and forever
Is the only and only measure
Tales full of exaggerations
No more manipulations
And I think you are not funny
Your brain is just a bloated dummy

Take me down to a higher ground
To survive your mindless sound
If you know all the people
Why are you alone?
If you know all the people
You'll be goin' down

This was written at 3:31 pm on Friday, July 15

-= the guy song =-

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/251334

This was written at 11:43 am on

-= dan the man =-

Danial is perhaps the other lamest person I know.

To hell with you man.

Hahah.

This was written at 12:35 am on

-= cutting crew =-

Khalis challenged me to a drum battle tomorrow. Die lah... Power Rangers theme song solo's kinda nice. Hmmm...

I'm predicting another sleepless night tonight. Gonna spend the whole wee morning practicing. Gah. When will I ever get a decent sleep?

My brother wants us to jam from 7-10pm tomorrow. $33. Where will I ever find the money?

Why does time move so slow? I want to watch nip/tuck man... Let it be 11pm faster. Please?

My room's in a mess. Let me go clean it up. Alright then. Have a nice night everyone.

This was written at 10:20 pm on Wednesday, July 13

-= hypocrisy =-

Getting 7 hours of sleep has become a luxury.

Went out yesterday. To City Music. Man.. The keyboards there are irresistible. Saw a finger licking Line 6 bass. Slurps. Got the amps done then got out of there.

Went to Penin to get some strings and cables. Then went to Taco Bell to eat. Didn't know burittos were filled with beans. ~_^

Bah. One song to learn in one day. Better get started.

This was written at 12:27 pm on

-= tetris =-

Tetris. A simple game. Random shaped bricks falling. Fitting them together. Kinda like life don't you think? The bricks represent your problems. You manage them properly and they go away, like in Tetris. Arrange them in a line and they disappear. As the game goes on, it gets faster. You have less time to handle the bricks and they start piling up. Sorta like pressure. And that boundary the bricks are in, sorta represents your tolerance level. Once they've pilled up to the max, the game's over. Practically, that's your breaking point.

Yeap. I know. I have weird metaphors.

And I have this sudden craving for crispy fried eggs and hotdogs.

~_^

Let me go make some.

Good day.

This was written at 11:50 am on Tuesday, July 12

-= journey =-

Journey's a good band. Who would have ever thought Randy Jackson was part of that band.

My brother's being irritatingly confident about winning this School of Rock competition. I personally think we did better than most of the bands that auditioned. Wasn't expecting to get through though. Thought everyone would laugh us off as the 'Village People' band. So I'm rather surprised we made through. Looking at the competition, which is rather hot mind you, there are bands playing stuff from Stratovarius, original stuff, plus there's this superb bassist, Jufri, who's in a funk/soul band. Gee... I just hope we don't finish last at the semis.

If there's one thing I could change though, it would be answering the reporter's questions. My bro give answers that are erm... I don't know man.. "My aunt called me during class to tell us to join this competition. Then we sat down and listened to cds...." "My dad actually coached us on how to sing and play the stuff well" Oh man... I hope we don't end up being called Daddy's Band. Hahah.

Looks like it's gonna rain again. Things have been rather okay as of late. I think I've gained weight. Bah.. Been eating lots this past week.

I guess that's pretty much it. Now to edit some stuff.

This was written at 2:57 pm on Monday, July 11

-= grain brain rain =-

A downpour. In ages.

Oh yeah.

Nothing gets better than that.

Enjoy.

This was written at 3:57 pm on Sunday, July 10

-= the book is on the table =-

Hi people
I have a good newest fot you
The duble and be for have a new music
It's looks likes the table
So he's a little bit different
The name is the book is on the table
Let's play dj
I'm sorry
I have a datail for you
Everything is on the table

The book is on the table
The dog is on the table
The cat is on the table
The chicken is on the table
And everybody is on the table

Table, table, table, table, table, table...
And everybody is on the table
And everybody is on the table
And everybody is on the table, table, table, table...

The book is on the table
The woman is on the table
The man is on the table
The chair is on the table
And everybody is on the table

Table, table, table, table, table, table...
Table, table, table, table, table, table...
The book is on the table, table, table, table, table...
And everybody is on the table, table, table, table...
And everybody is on the table, table, table, table...
Table, table, table, table, table, table, table, table, table,
Table, table...
And everybody is on the table!

This was written at 1:53 pm on Saturday, July 9

-= runic rhyme =-

I believe this month would be the turning point of my life. It will either break me or benefit me. The unknown is not a good thing. Not knowing what to do or where to go. What ever happened to the guiding light?

It's going to rain. Kaleidoscope.

It's already the 8th. Time flies.

Probably I'll just update tis once in a while now. Nothing to blog about anyway. I take that back. Nothing much left for people to discover here anymore.

So yeah. That's it.

This was written at 2:26 pm on Friday, July 8

-= hole in the heart =-

A mere delusion
A bullet through your heart
A fading feeling
A heartbreak to tear you apart

Into oblivion
Falling, faster and faster
Into the unknown
Where the waters fall frozen

This second skin you form
Numb from everything around
Cannot take it anymore and
Is finally breaking away

Serrating
Grinding
Burning
Clawing

It has reached is closure
You have nothing left
Only fragments of memories
Take this jagged blade
End it all now
All the pain and suffering
And may you finally
Rest in peace

This was written at 11:16 am on Thursday, July 7

-= if this scars could speak =-

Breathe
Come out of your stare
Touch the ground with your prayers
Breathe out the lies
Breathe
His words were sharpened hooks beneath your skin
You left them in
As he shone into the eyes around him
Cradled by a cold floor

Isolation shows his true motivaiton

Her pedals are slowly torn away
Scarlet adorns the snow
Scarlet

This was written at 10:13 pm on Wednesday, July 6

-= doctor doctor please... =-

Got up kinda late. Wanted to find out if my cd had arrived. Went down to City Hall at around 3pm. It hasn't arrived anyway. Got bored. So... I took a train to Pasir Ris. Got down. Bought batteries. Boarded the Boon Lay train. Went all the way to Jurong East then switched over to the Yishun train. Finally, the end-to-end train ride I always wanted to do is done.

I'll be able to use the pa50 on 16th July. Wee!

Okay. Back to more stoning.

This was written at 8:17 pm on Tuesday, July 5

-= floor? =-

The floor is a nice thing to sleep on. You bet it is. Spent 6 hours on it.

Bah... Spent probably 2/3 of the day sleeping today. Totally oblivious to anything.

And as if things couldn't get much worse. It does.

Argh...

This blogging business is starting to turn bleak. Updating tends to turn into something bad though I want to.

Que sera sera
Whatever will be, will be...

Heard of that song before?

There should be more to life than this. Is there?

This was written at 10:24 pm on Monday, July 4

-= are you ready? =-

So much for updating. Hai...

This was written at 10:53 pm on Sunday, July 3

-= wongga =-

Last night's jamming session was rather fun. Fiz's 'Give it to me baby' line was... Funny in some way ah. Hahah. But it was all good.

Roxy still hasn't called I wonder if the cd's coming or not.

Just happy over some matters. Though not everything is as good as I wanted it to be. But it'll just have to do for now.

Yay! Besok rayer!

I freaking tired. I need rest. Lots of it.

16 July should be a good day.

Okay. Off to the bed. Good day.

This was written at 3:50 pm on Saturday, July 2

-= the spray =-

Why do I always have this feeling that lots of things are happening behind my back? Hmmm... Paranoia maybe?

This was written at 12:30 am on

-= july =-

Responses are rather encouraging. I'm hoping things will go well.

Jamming tonight. Toto. Yay.

It's already July. Hoping for something good to happen this first week of July. Lots of birthdays this month too. Hmmm...

This weekend should be good. Though there's nothing planned out. I would just like to enjoy the feeling of being able to stay at home and do nothing.

Keyboard class on Sunday. Looking forward to that.

Oh well... I think I better go make a phone call. Bye.

This was written at 12:04 pm on Friday, July 1